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Ace watched Zoe curiously as she made her way across his bedroom and towards the window. She wasn't saying anything. He almost opened his mouth to ask her what she was doing, when she finally spoke instead. "First things first, you have to learn how I do things." He cocked his head and again, opened his mouth to speak, but was again interrupted by her. She hopped outside through the window and he frowned in confusion. Now what? She was really weird sometimes. "First; try to touch me!" His jaw almost dropped. She wanted him to play tag with her? Was she nuts? How was this training? He ran to the window and looked out it as she ran to the other side of the yard. "If you can land even a finger on me, then you win. I win if you give up," she said. "To make things fair I won't fly."

Ace's face dropped. She really was serious about this. He raked a hand through his hair, before shrugging to himself and going out the window himself. He stood there watching her for a few seconds, wondering what the best way to do this would be. He was smiling. Maybe this would be a little fun anyway. "Alright, you've got yourself a deal, sister," he called back just as cockily. He couldn't just chase after her straight on--she'd run. He couldn't go casually around--she wasn't stupid. For a few seconds, he couldn't think of anything at all, then an idea suddenly struck him and he snapped his fingers. Maybe he could chase her into a trap. It'd be hard, but he might be able to get her into the alley down the street, the one blocked with a locked fence to keep people out of the garden. It's all I have. he thought with a nod.

Smirking at Zoe, Ace gave chase.